Some days pieces of me feel like they are floating above <br />I close my eyes in hopes to gather them all in <br />Breathing in and out <br /> <br />Reluctant, I don’t know why <br />Bringing them together causes me to shutter <br />So I practice again by shutting my eyes <br />Knowing that the power is in knowledge <br />I concentrate on that <br />Believing if I can finally do this <br />It will pull them altogether <br /> <br />In my perfect mind, in my perfect world <br />They will all find each other <br />That little girl who witnessed so much turmoil <br />The young women ill equipped to understand what any of it really meant <br />A young mother that was always falling short and continued to make the same mistakes as done before her <br />To the now middle aged women trying desperately to somehow make a difference in her life <br /> <br />They belong to each other, then and now <br />One human being learning to love and forgive <br />Ourselves and others <br /> <br />In this world I know <br />It is not meant to be perfect <br />Never can I stop learning <br />Trying to do it better <br /> <br />In my perfect life <br />It would all work together so nicely <br />So let me close my eyes once more <br />Imagining how it will be <br />The perfect place <br />I can rest my head <br />Someday <br />But not today<br /><br />Linda Engwall<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/close-my-eyes-5/
